Daryl Wor started reading The Fairacre festival by Miss Read
Got through chapter one and the sad vicar interrupted in the middle of him shaving WITH shaving CREAM! Always makes me wonder how one copes with having to desist the chore to see something tragic. Poor Vicar Partridge, and loved the line for the storm, "And the cat! He WOULD go out!" and the nieghbours suspecting he'd been blown out of the parish, larger area than the village of Fairacre.